One pay day, Mr. Goodbar wanted to Skor. So he took Miss Hershey to the Pot of Gold Motel on the corner of Aero and Fifth Avenue to show her some Twix. He began to feel her Mounds that were pure Almond Joy. It made her Tootsie Roll, and made him want to Eatmore. This is Wonderbar! He let out a Snicker as his Butterfinger went up her Kit Kat and caused a MilkyWay. She screamed “Oh Henry”, as she grabbed his Big Turk and squeezed his M & M’s. Miss Hershey said; “Your are even better than the Three Muskateers”. To which Mr. Goodbar replied; “When you’re this big they call you Mr.”. Soon she was a bit Chunky and nine months later she had a Baby Ruth.